"Vvva-aaati!" Prussia was cooing at the nine month old in his lap, the baby holding himself up perfectly, his dark hair growing longer and his ruby eyes twinkled at Prussia. He squealed slapping his hands on his chest then tugging on the cross around his neck happily.

"Gilbert, Hungary if coming over. I vant you to be nice und listen to her. Understood?" Austria ordered as Fritz continued to gurgle and then leaned up on his father's lap, yanking the cross into his mouth, chewing it softly despite it being hard. He squealed happily around the cross in his mouth, Prussia's eyes darkening.

"Fine fine." He snapped as if already irritated and though Austria wanted to keep peace he had to say something. Needed too.

"It's your fault, in the end, for this whole situation." Austria stated with his lashes dipping giving him a blank but very irritated look and Prussia's eyes snapped up to his, hard as rubies themselves.

"I know! No need to rub it in my face vhenever!" Prussia exclaimed with a hurt expression crossing his face when he pulled his now slobbery cross from his son's mouth and placed the nine month old down. The dark haired baby then motored across the floor like a tiny, dark haired tank as he crawled to Austria yanking himself up on his feet in five seconds with a squeal and Austria smiled softly at his son.

"I know. I'm sorry." Austria sighed when he reached down scooping up Fritz, the baby kicking his feet in delight as he squealed again. "I just vant things to be in the air now. I know I'm half vay to forgiving you but there needs to be mutual honestly between the both of us. Understand?"

"Ja ja." Prussia sighed when Fritz began whining, reaching for Prussia making Austria blink. His tiny mouth was opening and closing rapidly, ruby eyes wide, focused on his father.

"Vhat's vrong, darling?" Austria murmured as he went to nuzzle his son but the baby whined once more, stretching to Prussia again whining loudly.

"Va!" He exclaimed with sudden tears glistening on his dark lashes as he looked at Prussia and squirmed insistently. "Va! Va!"

"Is...Is he trying to say Vati?" Prussia questioned as he looked at the baby questioningly, standing up as Fritz continued to whine loudly and squirmed in his mother's arms as Prussia's lips began twitching to a soft smile.

"Vaaaa-ti!" Fritz screamed now with anger coating his face along with a desperation as he stretched towards Prussia making both parents utterly astonished. Prussia laughed then with an exhilarated laugh as he plucked his son from Austria who was smiling so wide it made his entire face beam and his violet eyes to glow.

"My little boy! Speaking for the first time! I knew he'd say Vati first!" Prussia crowed proudly as he looked at Austria, smirking, making the musical nation whack at him half heartedly. "Fritz! Say Muuu-tttii! Mutti!"

Fritz stared, wide eyed, then giggled happily as he played with his father's cross. He then looked up at his father then at his mother wiggling. "Mut!"

"Ha- Ahem." Prussia smothered the laughter before it could become worse or intense when Austria pretended to scowl. "Close. Very close. Just missing two little letters on the end of that~ Try again! Mutti! Mutti!"

"Mutti!" Austria tried encouraging his son who stared with wide ruby eyes and giggled. Neither Nations heard the door opening or Hungary quietly giggling.

"I think he'll be on his vay to saying Mutti in no time." Hungary finally put in making the dark haired nation and the albino jump as they spun to look at the woman. While friendly greens locked onto shocked violets they turned and it was immediately hard emeralds against fiercely hot rubies. "Prussia."

"Bitch Tits." Prussia replied as he let the squirming child down only to crawl off to his little pile of toys by the corner of the room, near the piano. His Mirazell like a tiny dark fin making him look like a little baby shark as he zoomed across the living room.

"Gilbert!" Austria snapped at the albino and said albino crossed his arms and plopped back onto the couch, keeping a watchful eye over Fritz as the baby happily squealed as he pulled a silky teddy bear to his chest. He smiled when his son's tiny fingers curled into the silky fur of the bear and he rubbed his cheek against it squealing joyfully again.

"It's fine. I'm here to talk to Prussia specifically." Hungary said as she sat down in an arm chair and Prussia looked at the woman.

Once before he'd thought he was in love with Hungary, they'd dated for some time in their younger years and he had to admit that even now the Hungarian nation was still fiercely beautiful, long silky brown hair that fell down to the small of her back, she was petite but strong and angry, large green eyes that stared him down and flashed. They were a strange pair when they were younger, despite everything, he'd thought her a friend. But lately he couldn't think twice of being her friend, to fired up anymore, when it came to her. It got especially worse when Austria got married to the woman centuries ago and it made it worse that Prussia was the one Austria chose over Hungary, something he never let the female Nation live down.

"Vhy?" Prussia asked raising a silver brow at the brunette who glared. "It's not my kid."

"It is! I looked at the date of conception over und over again! It's yours! I slept vith no one but you that day for months!" Hungary shouted at him angrily when her hands gripped the fabric of her shirt, over her stomach, eyes flashing like green lightening. "This baby is yours!"

"He vill accept it!" Austria exclaimed with a hope of getting her to understand, sent a little glare to Prussia, then looked back at Hungary."If this child is his he vill take responsibility!"

"How!" Prussia finally exploded as he jumped up, his glare fierce with a helplessness. "I can't take care of two kids!"

"Vhat do you mean two kids?" Austria asked in surprise as Prussia glared, pointing an accusing finger at the musical nation.

"You! Topping me for three veeks now! I haven't been feeling vell, you know that, und so I vent to the doctors! You knocked me up!" Prussia then shrieked sounding more like Austria than ever making two pairs of eyes widen. Prussia knew it was uncool to shriek like that but he couldn't help it! "And you!" He pointed at Hungary, too worked up to watch his mouth. "Should've fucking aborted that baby the moment oyu knew!"

"Gilbert-!" Austria tried to get out when Prussia, worked up, jumped from his seat the strode over to Fritz, scooped him up and was gone. Austria knew Fritz was like Prussia's comfort item, the baby more precious to Prussia than anything or anyone, along with their daughters but the girls were at school so Fritz was the go to.

"Austria, I apologize to you." Hungary softly said drawing the musical nations attention, violet eyes curious. "I never should have slept vith Prussia. I knew he was yours and you were lovers but I was drunk off my ass and I wasn't thinking about it. I just...I'm so sorry. And now I have this child he might not even want.."

"I'll take care of the child!" Austria insisted as he reached out taking Hungary's hands and smiled at his old friend. "I'll help him und I'll make him support you in some vay if possible."

"But..if it's true, that he's pregnant, then he can't. You both will need to pool resources and money into that baby." Hungary said then squeezed Austria's hands when tears glittered on her lashes. "I know he didn't mean the abortion bit but that...that hurts."

"I know und I'll talk vith him. I know he'll feel like a real ass vhen he calms down." Austria sighed out as he then looked down at Hungary's stomach, just barely bloated out, then tilted his head smiling gently. "Vhat do you think the gender vill be?"

Hungary, despite the tears on her lashes, smiled warmly as she looked down at her stomach. "I think it'll be a girl. He'll know it's his child vhen a baby with silver hair comes out."

"I know. Now, vould you like some tea?" Austria offered as he let go of one of her hands and she was able to wipe the tears away with her now free hand and nodded softly.

"I'd be delighted."

"Vater!" Astrid called out as she came home, her uniform on, Mia behind her with their mother and she burst up the stairs like a bullet of silver.

She ran to her room, deciding to quickly change. She pulled on a red hoodie and dark purple jeans, kicking her shoes off and socks, only to shoot out of her room. She zoomed past Mia who smiled at her sister and past their mother, jumping down four of the top stairs perfectly making Austria shriek wordlessly in alarm. She thumped down the stairs fast and began searching for Prussia, wanting nothing more than to unwind with her father and so the search was on.

"Vati! Vater!" Astrid shouted as she padded into the kitchen, a little tired from running, looking around when she walked to the kitchen door that would lead to the backyard. Only a second door to do this, as towards the back of the house there was a sliding door that did the same. But this was fast and when she opened the door she looked out only to smile bright at the sight of her father. "Vati!"

Prussia looked up, shocked, cheeks wet with the light glittering back. Astrid paused just some odd steps from the kitchen door, ruby eyes wide as she looked at her father. "Astrid!" Prussia exclaimed jumping up, wiping his face, as he beamed widely at the small child. "How vas school? Did you learn anything more? Oh! Is America's kid coming over for you to play vith? How about-"

Astrid launched herself across the yard at her father, her feet moving fast gaining the distances and closing it rapidly, as grass tickled her bare feet that was growing cold. She threw her arms around her father's waist and hugged him tightly. "I don't know vhat's wrong, Vati, but don't cry!"

"I'm okay, Ast." Prussia got out as he ruffled his daughter's short, silky silver hair and bent down hugging his daughter tight. "Vati said somethings today that vere mean und I don't know if I can take them back."

"It'll be okay, Vati. You got me! If Mutti or the whole vorld is mad at you you still got me!" Astrid exclaimed into her father's shoulder making Prussia laugh despite his sadness. It was true that from the time he came home, two weeks ago, Austria had been topping and Prussia accepting it. What he couldn't accept was being pregnant.

"I'll be okay. Danke, kiddo." Prussia murmured when he caught sight of Austria standing in the doorway staring and most surprising the Austrian had a soft smile on his lips. "Vhy don't you go in und vatch your brother und sister for me? I need to talk to Mutti."

"Okay!" Astrid bobbed her head making Prussia smile as his petite daughter ran across the yard to the door, squeezing like liquid past Austria and inside.

He took a breath straightening up as he looked down at the ground. "I'm fucking up a lot, aren't I?"

"Ja. You are." Austria sighed out as he walked outside taking in the chilly temperature drop. It was December but it wasn't that freezing yet and he liked that. He walked forward to stand right in front of Prussia and stared at him as the Prussian just stared down.

"I'm sorry, Roddy. I'm so sorry." Prussia got out with new tears welling on his lashes, something he couldn't begin to stop. He wanted so badly for things to go back to normal but the fact that he slept with Hungary lingered and her pregnancy with his child was too much for him, along with being pregnant himself, he just wanted things to go back to normal more than anything.

Prussia expected a lot of things from Austria; a slap, a kick, to be screamed at, to be scolded. What he didn't expect was the warm arms that slid around him and hugged him tightly making his eyes widen. "It'll be okay, though."

"Roddy..?"

"You're pregnant now, ja?" Austria asked as he pulled back slightly making Prussia admire the violet hue and coloring of his lover's eyes this close and he could see his own ruby eyes wide, astonished. He nodded mutely at this proximity so their foreheads lightly thumped once. "Then you need to take it easy now. I can...I can handle everything."

"Nein." Prussia got out with surprise coating his voice. "It's my fuck up, you don't got to do anything!"

"It's a fuck up, yes, but that's your baby, Gilbert." Austria looked pained at this and the albino knew the Austrian wasn't talking about their baby in him. He was talking about the other baby. "You're going to have to take responsibility for that child, you'll be that baby's Vater!"

"But Macau vill be taking care of it, do I have to be involved?" Prussia asked with the question hanging heavily in the air and Austria looked at him silently, intently. They stayed like that when Austria sighed out and pressed his forehead against Prussia's.

"It vould be the right und honorable to take care of the child, vhen it's born. But...you don't have too." Austria sighed out as his arms tightened around Prussia. "If you don't vant to acknowledge the child, be involved or something, then you don't have too. It's all up to you, liebling."

Prussia felt warmth in his chest being called love, his pet name for the Austrian when he pressed a kiss against the Austrian's forehead. "I'm going to have to find another pet name for you, if you keep on calling me liebling."

Austria smiled as his eyes fluttered shut as he leaned into the kiss before he could stop himself. "Ja. You vill. Liebling fits you better than it does me."

"Mm maybe." Prussia murmured as he slid his arms firmly around the Austrian, finally, holding him tightly. "Rod?"

"Hm?"

"I'm freezing my nips off out here. Vant to go in? I honestly vant some apple pie~"

Austria laughed then as he pulled back and circled his arm around the albino's waist, liking the heavy weight of Prussia's arm around his shoulder, being held tight. "Then let's go in und I'll get started on making you some apple pie."

"Danke~" Prussia chirped happily as he looked Austria grinning happily.

Despite the heavy choice on his head, bearing down hard, Prussia was able to ignore it and even find some happiness now. After all, he had eight months for Hungary's kid and nine more for his own. He had plenty of time to make his decision and he would. But for now he would spend time with his family and await the birth of his new child and the months to come of his first pregnancy. How hard could that be?